As soon as Bai Yu's question was asked, Xiao Jue also came over curiously, like "A Sword from the West", this kind of pure combat spirit, Xiao Jue didn't understand it at all, and what was the so-called sword god's special move, Xiao Jue was also very curious!

But this Simon blowing snow character and the way he speaks...... Sure enough, Ximen Blowing Snow did not disappoint Bai Yu and Xiao Jue, this girl really lived up to her expectations, and coldly spit out two words, "A sword!"

Bai Yu and Xiao Jue looked at each other, for a while, these two didn't know what to say, obviously, Bai Yu and Xiao Jue hadn't been able to understand the meaning of Ximen blowing snow!

For Bai Yu and Xiao Jue's incomprehension, Ximen Fuxue simply chose to ignore it, walked to the far corner of the Soul Mansion alone, and sat motionless on his knees in the corner, as if his breath had disappeared......

"A sword?" Bai Yu repeated the two words of Ximen Blowing Snow blankly, and seemed to have an epiphany and asked Xiao Jue: "Brother Xiao, what does Brother Ximen mean, is that 'a sword coming from the west' just a sword move?"

Xiao Jue nodded and agreed, "It's possible! But how can you use this sword move?"

As he spoke, Bai Yu and Xiao Jue invariably set their eyes on Ximen Blowing Snow who was breathing in the corner of the Soul Mansion...... The ruthless Brother Simon once again did not disappoint Bai Yu and Xiao Jue, and replied with two words again, "By chance!"

By chance?

"Boy, he seems to mean ...... You can only use this 'sword from the west' sword move by chance!" Xiao Jue said with some certainty.

"Looks like ......"

"The power of this move must not be weak, after all, it is the sword god's killer move!"

"Looks like ......"

"Boy, you still have to work hard, the old man analyzed, if your strength has reached a certain level of strength, it is estimated that you should be able to use this 'sword from the west' trick at will!"

"Looks like ......"

Bai Yu is really about to go crazy, is it possible to chat with Ximen Blowing Snow, and you still need to bring a translator with you? Also, everyone look at Brother Yu's two battle spirits, one is basically equal to mute, except for the first sentence, no sentence exceeds three words, of course, half of the words in the first sentence are used in the name; the other is basically equal to an ice cube, and he makes a face all day long, just like who owes him 1.8 million yuan and doesn't pay it back, these two guys are really the best in the world!

But in general, the ice cube Xiao Jue is much better than the dumb Brazil Gate blowing snow, at least he can chat with Bai Yu and fart!

"I can't take it anymore!"

Bai Yu frantically tore his hair, and with a thought of it, he escaped from his soul mansion and lifted the state of "out-of-body", he really didn't want to face this dumb man and ice cube......

In reality, four hours had passed since Bai Yu fell into a coma, and the dim night had already quietly faded, and the light of dawn had sprinkled the entire Shenzhou as promised.

Unconsciously, Bai Yu had spent the whole night in his soul mansion, and after Bai Yu fainted, Bai Yong checked Bai Yu's body very carefully to see if the young master was injured, when Bai Yong found that Bai Yu's physical condition was all good, and even had been promoted to the orange-level lower grade realm, Bai Yong relieved his heart, and then carried Bai Yu back to Bai Yu's room, so that he could get a full rest.

White Feather's room.

Bai Yu, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes slowly, but those eyes that were familiar with the darkness were pierced by the morning light of the morning sun, and there was a feeling that he couldn't open them for a while!

Bai Yu rubbed his eyes desperately, and only after he was familiar with the morning light did he slowly open his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was the first ray of morning light and the familiar layout in the room.

"I actually stayed in the Soul Mansion for most of the night?" Bai Yu walked down from the bed and slowly moved his body, muttering to himself naturally: "Just let the damn ice cube and the dumb man play with his own eggs!"

Suddenly, Bai Yu's eyes were attracted by the familiar black blunt sword on the table, and walked straight to the table, Bai Yu directly picked up the blunt sword on the table, until this time, Bai Yu found that the sword blade that should have been thick and blunt was actually shining with a trace of cold light at this moment, and the sharp white blade looked particularly beautiful on this pitch-black long sword, making the whole sword look new, and at the hilt of the sword, two vigorous and powerful small characters were lying there quietly...... Blood drink, the name of this sword, the name of the divine soldier in the hands of Ximen Chuixue!

Out of curiosity, Bai Yu lowered the blade of his sword vertically and let go gently...... Listening to the sound of "poof", the black long sword was inserted straight into the ground paved by bluestone slabs, and it was the kind that went straight into the hilt!

The blunt sword turned into a divine soldier overnight, which really made Bai Yu stunned!

However, Bai Yu was relieved when he thought about it, the soul of the sword god Ximen Chuixue attached to the sword body had been healed by Bai Yu, so the divine sword attached to Ximen Chuixue had returned to the peak state, it was really a unity of human swords, and the heart and sword were connected!

"It's true, it's just hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, not only did I buy back a divine weapon, but I also deceived a purple-level super strong battle soul, I really made a lot of money!"

Bai Yu pulled out the divine sword that went straight to the ground and held it hard in his hand, at this moment, Bai Yu seemed to be full of endless confidence, as if he dared to be the enemy of the world!

In fact, what Bai Yu got was not only the battle spirit "A Sword from the West" and this peerless divine weapon, but also the inheritance of the spirit and self-confidence from Ximen Blowing Snow, the inheritance of the Sword God!

"Start cultivating! There are still two days to go on the expedition! Yuanmeng, Lao Tzu is here!"

Bai Yu waved his long sword quite imposingly, and screamed like a madman, and in the entire courtyard, only Bai Yu's crazy shouts continued to echo...... There is no way, with the help of the battle soul "Medical Poison Peerless", all the injuries suffered by Bai Yu have already recovered overnight, and he is now an energetic bison, and he needs to vent like crazy!

The scorching sun at noon exuded a vicious brilliance, unscrupulously ravaging the vast land of Shenzhou, the imperial capital of the Tang Empire, and the backyard of Bai Yu Manor......

"Attack with all your might, with your best formation, you don't have enough to see now!"

Bai Yu stood in the middle of the backyard, holding a blood drink, and shouted loudly to the white-clothed blood guards around him with high spirits, don't look at Bai Yu's good spirits at the moment, but the long shirt that had already been soaked in sweat was announcing to everyone that Bai Yu had been fighting against the white-clothed blood guards for a long time!

Bai Yu's cultivation is so vigorous, but it has made the group of white-clothed blood guards who accompany him to cultivate, and the dozen or so white-clothed blood guards around Bai Yu are frowning at the moment, it can be seen that they have been bullied by Bai Yu for a long time!

"Young Master, what's the matter? How did it change so much overnight?"

"That's it! That sword move is simply unstoppable, unstoppable!"

"And that sword, isn't that the blunt sword from last night?

"That's right, this is not a sword momentum that an orange-level cultivator can use at all!"

The white-clothed blood guards began to talk around Bai Yu.

Smelling the endless noise around him, Bai Yu proudly raised his sword eyebrows, knowing that at this moment, Bai Yu had only comprehended the horror of the first ability of the battle soul "a sword from the west"! All-round improvement of everything related to the "sword", including the speed of the sword and the sword, the attack power of the sword, the defense of the sword, the cultivation speed of the swordsmanship, and so on, everything related to the "sword", for example, the strength of Bai Yu to swing a sword is enough to be several times the strength of a cultivator who uses a sword in the same level, especially the divine weapon in his hand." Blood drink", Bai Yu is really like a tiger!

The battle spirit transformed by the purple-level high-grade powerhouse is really extraordinary!

"What is going up? And what is Zhao Donghai's cracked sea, when he sees Lao Tzu's medical poison Wushuang and a sword coming west, don't you have to bow your head obediently?" Bai Yu was unexpectedly refreshed.

Just when Bai Yu was secretly refreshed, Bai Yong didn't know where to come out, and ghostly appeared behind Bai Yu, patted Bai Yu on the shoulder and said, "Young Master, Ling Feichen sent someone to deliver a letter!"

Bai Yu was taken aback by Bai Yong, who suddenly appeared, and said unhappily: "Ling Feichen, then send a letter to Lao Tzu, bring it, Lao Tzu take a look!"

Immediately, Bai Yong handed over a letter printed with fire paint to Bai Yu's hand, Bai Yu didn't talk nonsense, he tore open the letter very rudely, and read it slowly...... As for how Bai Yu knew the words on the Shenzhou, it was the same as that he could speak the language of the Shenzhou, all thanks to Bai Yu of the Shenzhou!

On Ling Feichen's letter to Bai Yu, it probably means that Ling Feichen realized that he was wrong before, and wanted to invite Bai Yu to have a drink to resolve the misunderstanding between the two parties, the location was in the most prosperous area of the imperial capital city, the drunken immortal building on Xuanwu Street, and the time was noon.

Casually crumpled Ling Feichen's letter into a ball, threw it to the ground, and after stepping on it a few times, Bai Yu looked up at the position of the sun, it seemed that it was just noon! But then again, Ling Feichen's miscellaneous pieces are a bit of a weasel's New Year's greeting to the chicken, and he definitely didn't have any good intentions, and Yu Dashao knew this very well! Then again, Brother Yu would be afraid of Ling Feichen? Not before, and not now!

"You sent this to the door yourself, Brother Yu is worried about his energy, and he has no place to vent!" Bai Yu took off his sweaty robe, revealing his strong muscles, and then shouted: "Bai Yong, go and meet Ling Feichen's mess with Lao Tzu for a while!"

After sneering, Bai Yu took the first step out of the backyard, he wanted to see what the hell this Ling Feichen was doing!

Bai Yong, who had been standing behind Bai Yu, had read Ling Feichen's entire letter, and Bai Yong could naturally understand the subtleties, so Bai Yong casually recruited two white-clothed blood guards as his entourage, and the three of them followed behind Bai Yu steadily and walked towards the hall. Website of this site:, please support this site!

(Zilang Literature)